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Chapter 423 - 423 Wang Mo? Mo Wang?

Aunt Zhao Chunjiao watched with some surprise as Zhao An kissed a beautiful, mature lawyer. This didn't look like just ordinary friends, did it? "This?"

Zhao Xinlei smiled faintly, not jealous. Now that she was pregnant, her family relied on her good friend Chai Miaoyu to satisfy their son's sexual desires. Men needed to vent to focus on their work. "Nothing strange about that. She's Zhao An's girlfriend and also my good friend."

Aunt Zhao Chunjiao was a little confused after hearing this. Why did this feel so confusing? What was going on? But after seeing her sister's expression, she chose to keep quiet. It wasn't her business, so she didn't ask too much. Asking too much wouldn't do her any good.

In the morning, Zhao An spent time chatting with his mother and Aunt Chai. After lunch, Zhao An returned to the company.

"Boss, I have a relative who's been wanting to audition for a livestreaming position. She's been wanting to be a livestreamer for a while now, and I think she's pretty good, so I thought I'd give you an interview. If you don't have time, I'll have her come back later." Zhao Fei arrived at her boss' office and immediately saw her boyfriend on top of her mother, having sex right on the desk.

Liu Qianhong's stocking-clad legs were wrapped around Zhao An's waist, her large breasts bouncing wildly with his movements. Seeing her daughter, her pretty face flushed. Having her daughter watch her in such an awkward state was a mother's dignity gone!

Zhao An panted heavily. "Okay, I'll have her in for an interview in an hour. It's been ages since I fucked Aunt Liu, so I need to make up for it this time."

Zhao Fei covered her mouth with a soft laugh, "Then take your time. I'm going to work."

An hour later, the office door opened, and Liu Qianhong emerged in her dress. A stream of semen had trickled down her thighs and onto her high heels, the greasy feeling making her feel a little uncomfortable. Even as she passed through the lobby, she felt apprehensive, fearing someone would notice her unusual behavior. A woman walking with a man's semen between her legs, dripping down her thighs—that looked like the behavior of a slut, didn't it?

Zhao Fei knew this all too well, so she called her relative to come over.

Soon, a seemingly innocent young woman with a beautiful face approached. Her eyes held a sultry allure. Though she wasn't seducing, just the sight of her was enough to exude a slutty vibe. Some women are naturally slutty; even when they're doing nothing, they're still slutty, and when they get slutty, they're incredibly slutty.

"Cousin, I'm here," the young woman said with a smile. "Cousin, will the interview be difficult?"

"It depends on the individual. It's okay. Just do your best." Zhao Fei smiled, unconcerned.

Zhao An, feeling refreshed, smoked a cigarette in the office, occasionally checking on the progress of Haotuan Takeout.

The platform had been established by then, and the riders had been recruited. Even the electric scooter factory has been approved, but the sales license hasn't been applied for yet. But it doesn't matter. They're for internal use anyway. Once everyone sees the benefits of electric scooters, they'll naturally want to buy them. There's no need for promotion.

This kind of trend will only grow in popularity, just like mobile phones—they'll only grow in popularity, not decline. It's impossible to eliminate things that make life more convenient.

And the technology is still very reliable. At least the products produced by the system haven't had any vulnerabilities so far.

Knock, knock! There was a knock on the door. "Come in."

Zhao Fei entered with a young woman. She was dressed beautifully. Although her clothes were cheap, they were well-matched. Her beautiful legs were tightly closed when she stood, not deliberately closed, making it clear she was still a virgin.

"Boss, this is Wang Mo. Wang Mo, this is our boss." Zhao Fei handed the information to Zhao An and slowly stepped back, giving him some space.

Zhao An looked at the woman before him. "Why do you want to be an anchor?"

"To make money," Wang Mo said without hesitation.

"Very honestly. Why do you want to make money?" Zhao An puffed on his cigarette and glanced at her. Although he was a little impressed, he remained calm. He had experienced too many women, too many to count. A mere anchorwoman wouldn't turn him into a pervert. Besides, he had just ejaculated on his secretary's mother, so he wasn't interested in animal desires right now.

"Because my colleagues and friends are all wealthy, they often show off to me. I vowed to be as good as them. I think I'm more suited to being an anchor, so I want to give it a try," Wang Mo said confidently. It's about making money, which was what her cousin taught her.

"Very good confidence. Do you have a boyfriend? Love only affects your career." Zhao An picked up the woman's resume and read it, his tone steady, making it impossible to guess his inner thoughts.

"No, I think any relationship without the goal of marriage is just frivolous!" Wang Mo said nervously. She truly didn't have any. Rich men looked down on her, and poor men, too, she looked down on.

After reading the resume, Zhao An stood up and walked around her, sizing her up.

She had two perfectly round breasts, a perfect height, at least 1.6 meters, and a slender figure. She had the look of a young woman, wearing a pair of simple, inexpensive high heels. Her ten lush, jade-like toes were unpainted, their nails a healthy pink. By Zhao An's standards, they'd give her a perfect 9 out of 10. Combined with the subtle, virginal fragrance she carried, she was truly delightful.

"Do you think you have any advantages?" Zhao An asked, his arm around her shoulder.

Wang Mo felt a little unaccustomed. "Well, boss, I have an idea. I've seen live streams before, and many of them are solo. I'm planning to get my best friend and we can go live together, pretending to be a couple. This kind of combination has never been seen before in the live streaming world!"

Zhao An didn't rush into it and returned to his seat. "Your qualifications are not bad. It's just that the competition in the live streaming industry is fierce right now. I'm curious, why don't you give it a try first? Being a professional streamer isn't as easy as you think."

"Because people online say our company is good and the benefits are great, while some small streamers on the neighboring live streaming platforms can't get paid." Wang Mo spoke the truth, without hiding anything.

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